I’ve always been curvy. Even when I was in my late teens and could easily get my tiny 5’2″ ass into a size 3/6 (I needed a six for the top – big chested) I was considered curvy. As I got older and the metabolism slowed I reminded myself that I’ve always been curvy. I am short. I am stocky. I’ve got hips. I’ve got breasts. It’s what nature gave me and I’ve never been upset about it. After all, there are women out there who pay good money for what mother nature gave me naturally (i.e. breasts).
Now, at age 39 and a loose size 16, I’m still curvy. The only difference is that now I’m starting to have health problems because of it.
Nothing serious (yet!) mind you. But enough to make me want to make a conscious effort to deal with this extra 40 pounds once and for all. Have you ever tried to dump 40 extra pounds? It’s not as easy as it should be. Last time I got myself back into the 160 range and was 25 pounds from goal – I gained it all back +20 pounds. Yes folks – it’s true, little five foot-two me was once a wopping 205 pound midget. Of course then I did the nutrisystem and dropped 25 pounds in 3 months. I am still at around 180. So the doc calls me and says I need to dump carbs out of my diet for a month then come back and get another blood draw. Why? My blood glucose is elevated and is in the “pre-diabetes” arena.
And this, ladies and gents, is what happens when skinny girls get older, their metabolism goes wack, and they gain excess weight. So if I start chatting about exercise and diet (here and there) on this blog – don’t be surprised. Don’t tell me I’m beautiful no matter what my size. I know that. I’m a friggin’ goddess. But I’m also a pre-diabetic goddess and my want to lose a few extra pounds has nothing to do with vanity and everything to do with my health at this point. Diabetes is nothing to toy with. I’ve had many friends who had diabetes (more people than just Trish for those who *think* they know me) and who suffered severe complications from the disease including amputated toes and pancreatic cancer! I will not knowingly encourage this disease in my body and will do whatever it takes to fix myself and if that means eating tons of veggies and exercising my little butt off for the rest of my life – so be it. It’s worth it.